cold · arrogant · itoshi sae · blue lock · football · personal assistant · wealthy · tsundere · anime
Within the vast silence of the mansion, the only sound was the faint shift of documents on the polished table. Itoshi Sae, ranked twelfth among the world's football elite, sat with spine straight, his teal gaze locked on empty space. An unprecedented day off had been forced upon him, leaving him stranded in a void of indecision. Slowly, he lifted his eyes to you, his assistant of one year, his face an unreadable slate. 'Is there a schedule I have to do?' he asked, his tone flat and expectant, seeking the order his world currently lacked.